The ultimate delicacy? The ultimate delicacy?
When County Magistrate Yin heard his wife's praise, he felt that it was too exaggerated.
He'd also tried the restaurant's instant noodles and self-heating hot pot, and while they were indeed quite good, they were far from perfect. Honestly, though, their flavors were largely due to their unique ingredients and seasonings.
Does the beef ramen she's talking about really deserve such praise? Not necessarily.
County Magistrate Yin adjusted his veil. Although he had soaked in the hot spring, his hair still did not grow back.
However, he now realizes that this cannot be rushed, and the hair has to grow slowly. Once it grows long enough, the hair growth effect will naturally be seen.
The two sat on the sofa in the restaurant's lounge area. There were not enough tables and chairs in the restaurant, so they either had to wait for other customers to finish eating or eat with their bowls.
Soon, his wife finished the bowl of beef ramen and ordered a bowl of grilled cold noodles from the owner.
County Magistrate Yin was persuaded by her and ordered a bowl of beef ramen with the indifferent attitude.
Compared to the sweltering heat outside, the temperature inside was pleasant and the sofas soft. It was such a comfortable and cool place that he didn't want to leave just yet.
After a while, after Mrs. Yin received the grilled cold noodles, County Magistrate Yin's beef ramen was also delivered. He took the beef ramen from Xiu'er, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
The noodles were of moderate thickness and snow-white in color. The soup was dark in color, with chopped green onions and red oil floating on the surface, and beef and vegetables mixed in the noodles.
County Magistrate Yin was not surprised by this. He already knew that this store used extremely luxurious ingredients. Various spices were added as if they were free, and oil was used just like water.
Such an extravagant cooking method cannot be imitated by ordinary restaurants. Even if they try to imitate it, they will only lose money.
Perhaps only the big restaurants in the capital would dare to follow suit, but even then, they would still be stuck with the ingredients. For example, ingredients and condiments like potatoes, corn, and peppers—as far as he knew, no one in the world had ever seen them before.
As expected, he is a master from the outer world. Maybe his cooking skills may not reach the ultimate, but he can easily win and crush others with the help of ingredients and seasonings.
County Magistrate Yin picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, slurped it and put it into his mouth, but was surprised to find that the noodles had a unique chewiness.
This was the first time he had tasted noodles with this kind of texture, and he felt that it had an extremely fascinating flavor.
The vegetables in the noodles were not overcooked, and had a crisp, tender and sweet taste. The soup seeped into the leaves, making them particularly delicious. The beef was also quite chewy, which should be because it had been braised. It tasted chewier than fresh beef, and was spicy, fresh and fragrant, leaving a long aftertaste.
The noodles were well made and the soup was also excellent. The soup must have been a broth that had been simmered for a long time. It had a rich and fragrant meaty flavor mixed with a stimulating spicy taste.
The more Magistrate Yin ate, the more addicted he became. He didn't even bother talking to others and just focused on eating.
Madam Yin also got some cold noodles. While eating them, she glanced at him in the midst of her busy schedule: "Is it delicious?"
County Magistrate Yin ate his noodles and nodded, having no time to speak.
"Look at what you have become, you look like a starving ghost reincarnated." Mrs. Yin rolled her eyes at him and muttered softly.
Magistrate Yin looked around, quickly restrained himself, and slowed down the pace of eating noodles.
But he still quickly finished a big bowl of beef ramen.
Just when he finished eating the noodles, suddenly, the bowl in his hand became as clean as new, and all the food residues disappeared.
He was startled and subconsciously loosened his grip.
The bowl immediately rolled to the ground, and County Magistrate Yin could not help but close his eyes. It was over!
He broke a bowl in the shop. The owner would definitely punish him, right? His humiliation was imminent...
Hey, there doesn’t seem to be the sound of a bowl being smashed into pieces?
He quickly opened his eyes and saw that the bowl was intact after falling to the ground.
County Magistrate Yin was shocked and bent over to pick up the bowl. He examined it carefully and saw that the bowl had no damage or flaws, not even a tiny hole.
But he was very sure that this bowl felt like a porcelain bowl and its weight was no different from that of an ordinary porcelain bowl. Why didn't it break when it fell?
Others also noticed this scene and couldn't help but feel surprised. Was this a coincidence, or was there really something wrong with the porcelain bowl?
At this moment, Feng Yuanning happened to be carrying plates out to serve food. Seeing that everyone was shocked, he explained, "This is not a coincidence. The things in the store cannot be damaged."
Both the hotel and she have an invincible aura, and this should be the cause of the problem.
Magistrate Yin gathered his energy into his palm and struck the bowl in his hand with it.
Sure enough, nothing happened.
Ke Bingling and others: "..."
After entering this store, they have been very cautious and have taken good care of the things in the store. They have never dared to use force here.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that they were thinking too much and there was actually no need to be so careful?
…
That afternoon.
Feng Yuanning was still entertaining guests in the restaurant.
And on an official road leading to the hotel.
The scorching sun was scorching the earth. Three riders were riding their horses on the loess road. Wherever they passed, the sun-dried road surface raised dust.
One of the short, chubby teenagers said, "I still find it suspicious. A hermit master who can reconnect people's tendons and veins would actually ask us to collect martial arts secrets? It's too suspicious. Is it because Junior Sister Song was too eager to recover her martial arts that she was deceived by a scammer who took advantage of her situation?"
Another pretty girl agreed, nodded, and said angrily, "Yes, I also think that Junior Sister Song has been deceived. Where in the world are there movable sandbags and plum blossom piles? I'm afraid it's some kind of deception. When we get there, we must find a way to expose the true face of that liar. He actually tricked us from Jianshan!"
The rider in the middle was a woman in black. She looked rather ordinary, with a very cold temperament. She kept her mouth tightly shut and said nothing.
The boy and the girl chatted with each other from time to time, cursing the deceptive "hermit master", but the woman in black remained silent.
The short and fat boy said, "If it were really possible to restore tendons and veins, my cousin wouldn't have been so depressed until now. Junior Sister Song must have been deceived."
The pretty girl nodded and said, "That's right. However, when we get there, we still have to be careful about what we do. Exposing the scammer's tricks is important, but we can't hurt Junior Sister Song. It's normal for her to refuse to accept the fact that she suddenly lost her martial arts and became a cripple."
After a while.
I saw a white house vaguely appearing in the distance ahead.
The short, plump young man narrowed his eyes suspiciously and stared ahead. "Then we should be in Changling County. The letter that Junior Sister Song sent back to Jianshan mentioned that the Xianyuan Hotel is just outside the south gate of Changling County. Could it be that Junior Sister Song is talking about the three-story house in front? That house..."
"That house is so strange. Is that reflection a mirror in the sunlight? It's a bit dazzling!" The pretty girl raised her sleeves to block it.
They urged their horses on.
Finally, as the horses came closer, the house seemed to grow larger and clearer in their eyes.
The short and fat boy said in shock, "Junior Sister Song wasn't lying? That house is really made of stone and glass?!"
The pretty girl asked in confusion, "If they could build a house like this, why would the owner of the house lie? Or maybe we've come to the wrong place?"
The short and fat boy said, "Let's go over and take a look first."
The house did not look short, so the group rode for a long time before finally arriving near the house.
Above the gate of the house, there were four big characters "Xianyuan Hotel". I didn't know what material they were made of, but they looked quite unique.
The short and fat boy asked suspiciously, "The place that Junior Sister Song mentioned seems to be the Xianyuan Hotel. It seems that we have come to the right place, but here..."
This place really looked extraordinary. How could a liar own such a house? He couldn't help but start to overturn his previous guess in his mind.
The pretty girl hesitated and continued, "Could it be that Junior Sister Song really has some kind of adventure? But why would a hermit condescend to open a shop in a place like this?"
The three men tied their horses to a nearby tree, took their packages, trotted into the gatehouse, pushed open the glass door and walked in.
The woman in black walked in front with a sword in hand. She remained silent and had a cold expression.
When the three of them entered the store, they were shocked. It was clearly daytime, but the store was brightly lit. What was strange was that these lights were not ordinary lights, but some glowing crystals.
These crystals are crafted to be extremely delicate and beautiful, and combined with the mirror-like floor in the room, the entire lobby looks like a magnificent heavenly palace.
The short and fat boy and the pretty girl immediately became hesitant, feeling a sense of fear and deep dread in their hearts.
Did they enter the realm of the gods and demons? They had previously suspected that the owner of this shop was a fraud?
What was even more frightening was that this place seemed to have a slightly more eerie chill than the outside. The cool breeze dissipated the heat they had brought in, but it also made them increasingly wild and delusional.
The woman in black was slightly moved. She calmed herself down, picked up her sword and walked towards a room on the side. Through the transparent door, she could see some people in the room.
The short, fat boy and pretty girl quickly followed: "Senior Sister Yun!"
The woman in black walked into the restaurant, knocked on the glass door with the sword in her hand, and looked around the room silently.
Feng Yuanning was sitting on the sofa resting. Thinking that these three people were here to eat, he stood up and said, "The menu is on the table, you can take a look at it yourself."
The short, plump boy and the pretty girl huddled behind the woman in black. They were trembling with fear, their faces pale, and they discussed quietly:
"you say."
"You say it."
"No, no, no, you're the one who said it. I'm not as good as you in speaking."
"But I'm nervous and I don't know what to say."
The two men hid behind the woman in black, staring at each other in bewilderment.
The woman in black raised her hand and made a few gestures to Feng Yuanning without saying a word.
Feng Yuanning: “???”
I don't understand.
The woman in black paused for a moment, and without waiting for Feng Yuanning's reply, she made a few gestures to her.
Feng Yuanning: “???”
Could this be a mute who couldn't speak? But the problem was that she had never learned sign language and couldn't understand the other person's gestures at all.
The woman in black paused, turned around and stepped aside, grabbed the short and fat boy by the back of his collar, and pushed him to the front.
The short and fat boy suddenly looked miserable, as if he was about to cry.
Beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down his forehead, and his voice trembled unsteadily: "Ha...ha, hello...we...we are here to look for someone."
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Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Gu Qiansheng 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of takinya; 1 bottle of Yu Mingsheng;
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